At this time, Liu Jun’s quarrel spilled blood, and half of his body lost his pale face. His eyes were burning with fire and he stared at Zhao Zifeng with hatred and murder.
"Kill him!" Zhao Zifeng eyes flashing with excitement high drink a way Seriously injured Liu Jun, facing the siege of seven immortals, it is hard to say whether the counterattack can save his life. "bang!" Sure enough, although Liu Jun…